Losing My Voice

I lost my voice right before a poetry recital...

My voice is sinking

down a silent abyss

I can't stand this

Since I have stuff to say

A voice that booms

Reduced to wheezes and cackles

My words and sounds are in shackles

With no hope of escape

I take a teaspoon of honey

To help regain my throat

Give it a sweet, protective coat

But it doesn't work

I liken my voice to a road

That is long and coarse

I let out a laugh that is hoarse

because I amuse myself

I take my voice for granted

Don't pay much attention when it's there

Now it's gone, now I care

And now i want to talk

And so I start writing 

My words are second dimension

And may I mention?

I am drinking some lemon tea